Yesterday, my cousin Michael Murphy died after bravely battling cancer for over three years. He will be greatly missed in our family and not just because at 6' 8" he was so easy to find at any family gathering. Michael had a gentle and giving heart, a ready smile, and a delicious sense of humor. His son, Austin and daughter, Alexis are testament to all of those qualities and so much of him will live on in them. We were blessed to have Michael as long as we did.
A few months ago, Michael's sister told me that Michael wanted one of my knitted hats. I was so thrilled to have something concrete to be able to do for Michael. Since he lived in Tampa, it never occurred to me that he may have wanted a hat, but a hat he got. Rosemary and I decided on a blue and it was in the mail hours after it was finished. A Christmas hat was followed by an alpaca in a shade called Colorado Fudge, so some fudge from the local candy shop went into the box, and finally, a green striped hat for St. Patrick's Day. Each one was knitted with thoughts, prayers, and love. Though I know Michael really appreciated the hats, his appreciation paled when compared to the comfort and pleasure it gave me to be able to send them to him. Do you have someone that may need a hat from your hands?
Last night, my brother, Fr. Austin Fleming, posted this prayer on his blog, A Concord Pastor Comments:
Help me remember what knit us together as one...
Help me to see that the bonds you forgedare not destroyed by death,
that what you knit in my heart need never unravel,
that it's your desire to keep, to hold in your heart,
all that I have treasured in my heart...
It certainly touched this knitter's heart.